“Anyone who meets a testing challenge head-on and manages to stick it out is mighty fortunate. For such persons loyally in love with God, the reward is life and more life.” James 1:12
Yesterday was the first Thanksgiving meal I didn’t serve pumpkin pie for desert. Of all things Glen looked forward to at Thanksgiving, it was pumpkin pie loaded with whipped cream. He liked the way I added just the right combination of spices, but for the past few years, he began to bake great pumpkin pies himself.
I have prepared dozens of Thanksgiving dinners, beginning with the first one after Glen and I were married. I remember wanting to impress him, but living on a Navy family budget, I had to adjust the menu accordingly. I remember roasting a three-pound chicken and made the familiar side dishes, and a pumpkin pie. We didn’t know anyone to invite to dinner, so we sat alone at our little table decked out with our new dishes and dined alone. It was the first and last time we spent Thanksgiving without friends or family.
During the grief process, the “firsts” are always the hardest–the holidays, birthdays, anniversaries, etc. Yet, for me, Thanksgiving Day 2016 was okay… I was surrounded by people I love, and was able to prepare a feast that everyone enjoyed. Today, I’ll eat leftovers with no pumpkin pie and make turkey soup to share with others. Life is different, not bad.
Lord, help us feel thankful all year long. Amen.